Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 178
Han Yi, who was in mid-air, suddenly changed his blank eyes, and a cold light jumped out of it.

In an instant, his figure flickered, and the soul breaking pill that he brought to his mouth touched only afterimages.

not good.

The hearts of the three people around were beating wildly.

In an instant, the bearded man had already thrown the generous black knife in his hand. The black knife did not slash, but with a slight sway, dozens of shadows of the knife landed in the air and fell around ten meters away from where Han Yi was standing. , trapped in groups.

The light of the sword continued, turning into a barrier of sword shadows.

However, he is fast, and Han Yi is faster.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, he had already escaped from the tower of soul transformation, and, in an instant, he knew what he should do.

The other two mid-stage Foundation Establishment are secondary, but the most important is the extremely mysterious female cultivator in black robes.

Just stretching out his hand, his spirit fell into a daze.

This looks a lot like soul art.

But Han Yi knew that this was not a soul technique. He had also known about the world's magic before that, and there was only one possibility that it could be so silent and aimed at the gods and souls, and it was not a soul technique.

Southern Xinjiang, witchcraft.

This kind of witchcraft is not the witchcraft performed on the primitive human tribes in Zhentaixutian. That kind of witchcraft is orthodox witchcraft, which believes in witch gods and taps the power of witchcraft.

And Nanjiang, although it is also called witchcraft, but what Nanjiang believes in is not a witch god, but an evil god.

There is another name for a monk who came out of southern Xinjiang and could perform witchcraft.

witch.

Every witch is a nightmare for ordinary monks, because you don't know what kind of evil witchcraft he casts, and he may lose his life without a sound.

The black-robed female cultivator in front of her must be a witch without a doubt.

After confirming this point, Han Yi regarded him as the enemy of life and death.

When Duan Huan Dan approached him, he had already passed by in a flash, moved more than 20 meters horizontally, like two fingers, with a light wave, a black light flashed out from the storage ring, shining out.

Black light broken sword.

the same moment.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness Space, the Nine Layers Soul Pagoda stood still, despite the strange fluctuating attack, the dazed situation just now did not appear again.

Just when his afterimage disappeared and the knife shadow barrier fell around the original position, a black light appeared in front of the evil witch cultivator.

Hurry up, it's getting to the extreme, just a slight tremor, like a scratch suddenly appearing in the void, the scratches appear from the beginning to the end, not in sequence, but appear at the same time.

The initial position of the scratch was three meters in front of the black-robed witch, and the end of the scratch was ten meters behind the black-robed witch.

the same moment.

Han Yi, who appeared outside the knife shadow barrier, suddenly sank in his heart, and was surprised instead of happy.

Because the scratch of the black light broken sword pierced the black-robed evil witch, but the terrifying intuition in his heart did not dissipate, and instead tended to become more intense.

really.

In mid-air, the body of the female cultivator, who was shrouded in a black cloak, suddenly shook and turned into a cloud of black smoke. The black smoke collapsed and condensed in the middle, and instantly turned into a small stone figure the size of a palm.

Click.

The position of the head of the small stone figure suddenly imagined a crack. The crack spread from the head down to the body and then to the limbs. Then, the whole stone figure was directly broken and turned into fine sand and stones, which were scattered to the surroundings with the wind.

Just as the stone villain shattered.

A hundred meters away from the original location of the black-robed witch, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air. From the outside, it looked exactly like the black-robed witch just now.

Southern Xinjiang sorcery, surrogate death.

"Damn."

However, the voice coming out of the cloak at this time is no longer calm, but full of resentment, extremely strong.

An arm protruded from the cloak. This time, the arm was no longer white and soft, but wrinkled and intertwined, as terrifying as a withered tree trunk.

but.

This time, Han Yi was on guard. After the black-robed witch used the strange surrogate death technique, he did three things at the same time.

the first thing.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness Space, the Nine Layers Soul Tower trembled, and a thick sense of consciousness emanated from the Soul Tower. Even the strange fluctuations could not be stopped. on the sword.

In an instant, Broken Sword exploded at a more powerful speed, three times the speed of sound.

From the perspective of the broken sword of black light, the air seems to become viscous, and the resistance is greatly increased. Where the broken sword passes, the air is no longer empty, but has a substance. With the broken sword as the center, the entity appears Ripples, rippling to the surroundings, forming air circles of different densities.

boom! !

When the explosion sounded, Broken Sword had already arrived in front of the evil witch again.

Work miracles vigorously, and break ten thousand spells with one sword.

No matter how weird your witchcraft is, it will be of no avail in the face of Han Yi's spiritual explosion.

Second thing.

Han Yi's light body technique was used to the extreme, and it turned into an afterimage, flickering lightly, and appeared next to the Yinjiu youth.

There is already a second top grade magic weapon in his hand.

Fire Mist Sword.

This magic weapon is one of the best magic weapons randomly selected by Xuandanzong for monks who are promoted to elders.

However, compared to the Qingping Sword, which can be collected by Golden Core cultivators, and the Black Light Broken Sword, which has fallen from the magic weapon rank to the magic weapon and lost its spirituality, this Huowu sword is just too ordinary. .

But at the moment.

This sword is just right, because Han Yi's [-]% of his consciousness has been attached to the black light broken sword, and he unleashes his strongest blow other than the magic weapon.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to take out the magic weapon. In his storage ring, there was the Golden Light Shuttle and the Seven Star Kunwu Sword. Both of them were magic weapons, but if he used the magic weapon, he would only have one blow.

There were three people on the other side, and there was also a weird witch who could perform the Southern Border Surrogate Death Technique, so Han Yi didn't dare to put all his eggs in one basket.

With a slight flick of the Huowu sword, the flames flickered off.

Lihuo Sword Art.

This sword technique that Han Yi has practiced for a long time, he doesn't use much, because the speed and strength of the sword alone are enough, and it is simple and efficient to break through all spells with one sword.

However, with only [-]% spiritual assistance, Han Yi chose to use this sword technique at this moment.

The third thing.

It was the only hand that was empty, and when he pressed the void directly, the magic power roared, and the wind and fire grew and spread in the void.

The wind is entangled together by the power of the fire, and there is a wind wall outside the crimson fire shield.

The wind in this wall of wind seems to have a substance, like paper, layer upon layer, and a single layer of wind is naturally insufficient, but one hundred layers, ten thousand layers, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, among which The resistance is absolutely terrifying.

Han Yi appeared in front of the Yinjiu youth at this moment, looking at him, with his back to the female cultivator and witch, with dozens of blade shadows falling down from the side, gradually dissipating but not yet completely gone, separated by the blade shadow, It was the big man with a thick black knife and a beard.

Looking down from a height.

At this moment, Han Yi turned out to be facing three enemies at the same time.

The fingers did not fall.

Boom, boom, boom!
The first explosion sound was the explosion sound of the black light broken sword breaking through the air, a black light flashed, and it appeared behind the female cultivator evil witch.

The female cultivator trembled and turned into black smoke again. Before the black smoke collapsed and gathered, there was a second explosion.

This time, it was the light of the saber blasting on the fire phoenix shield, which was already a shield with three layers of fire shield and three layers of wind wall. It was broken into four layers, and the last two layers just shook wildly and were not broken.

The third explosion sound was Lihuo Jianguang and Yinjiu youth's magic weapon colliding together.

The magic weapon of the Yinjiu youth is a long whip, which is half black and half white, and the material cannot be seen. When the whip is shaken, it collides with Han Yi's shaken sword light, and there are constant explosions.

However, the Lihuo sword light that filled the sky, like a meteor falling from the sky, turned into countless streams of light and rushed straight down.

"what?"

The vulture youth, that is, Chao Tianzong was startled suddenly, the long whip only blocked less than [-]% of the sword light, and the remaining [-]% of the sword light was already on his body.

Horrified, he threw out a talisman, which burned and turned into a ten-meter-long black mask.

Puff puff……

The sword light hit the mask, continuously sputtering out sparks.

"Be careful."

A cry of exclamation came from the mouth of a bearded man who was tens of meters away, that is, Guangjinglong. Chao Tianzong only caught a glimpse of him shouting towards him out of the corner of his eye.

Chao Tianzong saw the horror on the opponent's face, and two figures were reflected in his eyes.

two?

Why are there two?
As soon as this question came to him, his pupils shrank sharply, and before he could turn his thoughts, his eyes turned wildly. In the next moment, he indeed saw two figures.

Together they stood in mid-air, with an ordinary magic weapon under their feet and a long whip in their hands.

The second track is not very clear, because the speed is too fast, it flashes by, and it looks blurry.

but.

The figure holding the long whip turned out to be a headless person, the cross-section of the head was neat and smooth, and there was no blood spurting out.

Isn't this person himself?

died?

The thoughts stopped abruptly, and the consciousness was submerged in an instant.

From the perspective of Guangjinglong, Han Yi pressed one hand into the void, and then a light red long sword appeared in the other hand. The long sword was simply stabbed out, and a fiery red sword light appeared , Then, the sword light flickered, turned into countless sword lights, and rushed towards Chao Tianzong.

At the same moment, the sword light that I emitted for the second time, even its defensive spells and the wind and fire shield, could not be broken, but I saw that the monk of the Tianyi sect who was facing the enemy on three sides was already in shape, and with the help of the Mantian sword With the momentum of rushing under the light, he has already approached Chao Tianzong extremely quickly. He reminded himself that he went too late, and with a slash of his sword, Chao Tianzong gave the head.

Quick, accurate, ruthless.

Too fast, the speed at which the technique was formed exceeded his understanding of the mid-stage foundation establishment monks.

Accurate, defensive spells, accurate prediction of the enemy, one's own tricks, completely expected by the opponent.

Ruthless, he gave the head with a sword, without any hesitation or pause.

The next moment, he trembled all over, and saw the cultivator who cut off Chao Tianzong's head with a sword, looked at himself, and met those eyes, from which he saw the intent to kill.

There is great terror between life and death.

In the face of death, some people were afraid, some people were terrified, but he just roared, and his murderous aura surged.

"kill!!"

In an instant, his body suddenly swelled, and his height, which was close to 1.9 meters, actually increased by another [-] centimeters, breaking through to [-] meters.

The inflated body directly expanded the inner armor he was wearing.

On the two arms, the blue veins are protruding and entangled, and it can be seen that there is a terrifying power.

A terrifying aura of flesh and blood erupted from his body.

Han Yi's eyes trembled slightly, and his shrunken eyes already knew another layer of the other party's identity.

Body repair.

Or to be more precise, dual cultivation of spirit and body.

The last enemy Han Yi encountered who cultivated both spirit and body was the halberd-wielding young man who was suspected to be the descendant of the Dagan Lord in the Wanyao Mountain Range.

And this bearded man was the second enemy that Han Yi had encountered.

but.

So what about dual cultivation of spirit and body, I have even killed such monks by leapfrogging.

speak up.

It was only two short breaths since Han Yi woke up from the weird witchcraft, beheaded the female cultivator with one sword, and was avoided by him with a substitute death technique, and then killed one person first with one enemy three.

now.

The head of the vulture youth whose head had been beheaded by himself turned and flew out, and the headless corpse just fell, far from falling to the ground.

Han Yi and the bearded man who had stimulated his physical training looked at each other, then turned his head again, and looked at the most critical battlefield. After seeing clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The speed of the earth-shattering explosion of the Black Light Broken Sword, which carries ninety percent of the power of his own consciousness, may not even be able to react to the late stage of foundation establishment, let alone the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Just like the first time, even if the opponent had thousands of Taoism and all kinds of witchcraft, he was cut through with a single sword, passing through his body.

but.

This time.

When Han Yi looked over, it was just when the other party's black smoke was condensed to the extreme, and the thing condensed by the black shadow was a small wooden figure. With a click, the wood also shattered into fine pieces and fell down.

But at this time, the stone that the little stone man shattered just now was far from falling to the ground.

In the space of two breaths, the substitute death technique was activated twice, and the black-robed witch was already extremely terrified.

She cultivated to the middle stage of foundation establishment, and it took decades to use witchcraft to practice two death replacement techniques, which is equivalent to her having three lives, but she never imagined that in this short period of time, Decades of painstaking efforts were wasted.

If he was killed again, he would no longer be able to resist the third surrogate death technique.

will die.

The other party is too strong.

Thinking of this, she was about to get up, ready to return to the fairy boat above and flee far away.

but.

Standing tens of meters away, Han Yi's eyes flickered coldly. The other party was proficient in evil witchcraft. If she was allowed to escape, there might be some weird spells waiting for him next.

How can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves.

In Han Yi's eyes, there was a murderous look, and he reached out his hand and slapped it in the air.

Immediately.

In the sky, there are fireworks all over the sky, and each flower looks round and perfect, flawless.

The fireworks gathered, and rushed towards the black-robed witch.

at the same time.

Han Yi's figure flickered, and instead of killing the bearded man, he turned his figure and chased after the black-robed witch who was fleeing upwards.

His movement, in the eyes of the bearded man, that is, Guang Jinglong, was naked contempt.

Guangjinglong let out a loud cry, and stepped forward. The magic weapon under his feet that originally supported him in the air was put into the storage bag by him, and when he took a step forward, he stepped on the void and could no longer be supported by the magic weapon.

Peng.

The void suddenly shook, and the air directly exploded under his feet. The force of this explosion kept him standing in the void.

The second step is to step on it.

Peng.

The third step, the fourth step...

Step by step faster, he ran wildly in the void with terrifying physical strength, and the black knife in his hand dragged across the void, like a flash of black light.

The end of the black light pointed directly at Han Yi.

but.

Han Yi ignored it and rushed towards the black-robed witch.

now.

Looking from the outside, one could see spiritual flames gathered high in the sky, blocking the head of the black-robed witch, and the black-robed witch threw out half of the turtle shell, which rolled and turned into a rotten turtle.

The spiritual flame fell on the illusory spirit turtle, and the spirit turtle roared silently. Those spiritual flames were absorbed by the spirit turtle and dissipated.

The black-robed witch walks through the phantom turtle.

And behind him, Han Yi flashed up to catch up, with murderous intent in his eyes, two fingers and one handle, the black light broken sword, tens of meters away, turned around and climbed again.

Fast, fast, fast.

And behind Han Yi, a terrifying figure dragging a thick black knife ran wildly in the void. Every step made the void tremble violently. Circles of air waves exploded and rushed straight down. Every step When it fell, it was a downward air cannon, and the air cannon pushed him to keep chasing up.

Han Yi, who was in the middle, had a stern look in his eyes, and he had already dropped a thunderbolt talisman. However, the thunderbolt talisman was only a first-level magic talisman, and it was invincible against Qi training monks.

But at this moment, the big bearded man who was running wildly punched out with a punch, and the thunder that fell in the air was directly smashed away by the punch, and the thunder light jumped in his fist that was twice inflated, reflecting his face, blurring As ferocious as a monster.

Han Yi was not surprised.

He didn't expect the Thunder Talisman to have much effect, it was just to stop the footsteps behind.

His eyes kept falling on the black-robed witch who was about to escape into the fairy boat.

next moment.

In the sea of ​​consciousness space, the soul tower trembled wildly, and the spiritual consciousness was squeezed out again.

The black light flashed again, and the speed was already one line faster, reaching his peak.

puff.

A ray of black light pierced through the black-robed witch, and hit the fairy boat hovering high in the sky, halfway through it, trembling crazily.

Only ten meters away from the fairy boat, the evil cultivator in black robe was shaking violently, but because of the relief of inertia, his body flew forward again, but his speed slowed down instantly.

This time, the sound of the sword piercing through the flesh became real.

Han Yi turned around, his body also chased upwards under the action of inertia, he looked down, and saw the terrifying bearded man who was blocked by the thunder talisman. At this moment, he was less than ten meters away from him. The breath on the black knife made him feel the pressure.

Han Yi smiled grimly, and took out a lavender long sword from the storage bag. On one side of the sword was written the word 'Kunwu', and on the other side of the sword, there were seven grooves, like seven A purple star.

Seven Star Kunwu Sword.

This is the magic weapon bestowed by Emperor Daqian.

The mana poured into the sword, and the seven grooves on the sword body of the Qixing Kunwu sword instantly lit up with purple light, forming the shape of a spoon.

In just a moment, Han Yi's Linghai felt empty for a while, and his physical body trembled for a while, but his killing intent was as firm as ever in his eyes.

The Qixing Kunwu sword came out of his hand and fell straight down, seemingly without any power.

but.

In the eyes of Guangjing Long who was chasing after him, within his line of sight, there was an extremely huge sword that filled the entire line of sight, stabbing towards him head-on.

His face froze ferociously, his pupils trembled, and there was only one thought in his mind.

magic weapon?

This guy actually sacrificed a magic weapon?

(End of this chapter)